Willow is a pregnant girl from District 12. This is the 100th Hunger Games. This Quarter Quell shocker is that the Games will consecutively go on for three years. So when Willow is reaped, she knows that she's going to have to undergo pregnancy during the Games. But the Games will just be another problem when she faces death, love and a betrayal too terrible to believe.

Life as a were-cat isn't an easy one...living amongst a pride of were-cats as the runt is unbearable. Meet Christina, a were-cat who's looked down upon by her pride because of the simple fact that she exists. Forced to be the runt of her pride, she dreams of a life on her own, running and roaming free, just to do as she pleases. Is it possible to free herself from her pride? And when she does, can she remain free, or does she have to fight her way to her freedom?

Crystal Erwin is known as the Daughter of the Games; the child born in the arena. She's been told her entire life that her real father is dead. However, when her friend pulls out an old Hunger Games tape, Crystal realizes that her mom has been lying to her. It becomes her mission to find her real father. But what she doesn't realize is that Luke Corwin is a monster, who strives for power over anything. Finding Luke will restart an old Panem tradition, altering Crystal-and all of Panem-forever.

It's the real world, but it isn't. Secrets and dangers lurk below the surface - as well as slavers, strange creatures and a shifting wasteland where humans were once gods. You just need to open your eyes to see past the illusion. You just need to wake up. Meet Anna - a 21 year old cardigan-wearing English major - whose world falls apart when she stumbles home slightly drunk and sees a man dissolve into thin air. From there, hijinks ensue - as hot baristas, Hierarchs, slavers and acid rain make sure to severely disrupt the last year of her degree. She's uncovered a dangerous new world - but soon realises that the truest danger is inside her own skin. *** Jake gazed at me with his pale green eyes and reclined backwards onto his elbows. I realised that the metal on his hands continued up his forearms under his long-sleeved shirt. It was as if his skin had been stripped away, revealing nothing but a machine underneath. “You are a Waker. So am I. And we’re in the unworld right now. Welcome.” He grinned at me without any humour. “We’re in the middle of a war, and you and me are the soldiers on the front line.” For a few long moments I couldn’t speak. Then I cleared my throat and said, “You and I.” *** Follow her journals, music and thoughts as she realises that it isn't real. Anna's Music : http://8tracks.com/users/annawakes Annawakes on Tumblr : http://annawakes.tumblr.com *** Updated weekly! *** (One thousand thank yous to Minnah - an amazing designer and friend - who made this glorious cover (http://winklevines.tumblr.com/) and another thousand thank yous to another bestie, Georgia (http://whatthehellisawinchester.tumblr.com/), a social media goddess and marketing grad who has inspired and directed the various multi-media aspects of Awake.) xx